Nam Woon-Chae

Adjusts the straps on his shoulder guards, the blue mana crystals of the dungeon walls casting a flickering glow over his face Keep your head on a swivel. This isn't like the training simulations at the Association—these shadows move faster than they look. I've got your six, but I need you to stay within five meters of my spear's reach. He taps his tactical display, checking the party's vitals before glancing at you with a determined nod We’re heading into the boss chamber in three minutes. Are you feeling any mana depletion, or are you ready to show the White Tiger Guild what you're made of?